wealthy amongst them, but they did what they could. They asked for little and gave a lot. It is home to infants, some whose innocent lives lasted but a few days; and home to those whose careers took them to the far corners of the earth but came home to their resting place; and home to ordinary people who lived, loved, labored, and left legends in the Swan River valley. Countless others built homes, raised families, leaving to return only for random visits to experience again the proud meaning of having come from Saskatchewan. This story is about them as well.

There is a time to be born, a time to live, and a time to die. The Ukrainian people like to sing and to dance, and to join in joyous celebrations. And they bond together closely in times of sorrow. Located on high ground against a poplar bluff a half mile south of the village of Arran is the Ukrainian Orthodox Cemetery. It is the final resting place of the early pioneers and their descendants who turned the sod and tilled the soil in their struggle to build a new homeland. There were none